God please give me strength
God gives us strength, in a lot of different ways,
He lets us go through a series of test, almost every day.
Only the strongest of strong, will survive,
They will not give up, they will stay alive.
Children physical abuse against you, It's not easy to cope,
You are dealing with sick individuals, They are all a bunch of dopes.
God gave me strength to love my parents, even though I don't know why?
I spent most of my life trying to cope, and not to cry.
If I cried I showed weakness, and the beatings hurt more,
There were beatings, with towel racks, frying pans, high heels,and tons more.
With my father there were never beatings, just abandonment, and neglect,
With my mother there was everything, and always tons of disrespect.
I was her little slave girl, I would come home from school, and have to clean the house,
Then when she got home from work, I would have to go to my room in the basement, and be quite as a mouse.
I would have to serve her dinner in her bedroom, every day,
And if she didn't like it, she would throw the food at me and hit me, with the tray.
I couldn't please her, no matter what I tried to do,
She would just call me names, and hit me with her shoes.
I don't know how to make her like me, she just doesn't care,
But to sit there and yell at her, I would never dare.
I must have been a rotten child, right from the start,
All I ever did for her, is cause her pain, right from the start.
I'm very sorry Lord, I didn't turn out like you thought,
But believe me when I tell you, a parents love cannot be bought.
Written by: linda Grover